Old Mrs. Wang and the two took Ayu out the door, and Xiaofeng was shocked and didn't react for a while.
Zao'er was relieved when she saw that Xiaofeng didn't follow up.
He didn't want to come, Pian Xiaofeng and his fiancée were making a big fuss on the street, clamoring to jump from the restaurant.
After arriving at the Duke Anguo's mansion for all these years, he also knew the temperament of this cousin, and he happened to meet him on the road, so he followed.
The population of Duke Anguo's mansion is not large, and there are few grandchildren. Counting his cousin, the young master, who was picked up halfway, plus Xiaofeng, there are two other young masters, and there is no sister.
After he returned to Duke Anguo's mansion, he was very nervous at first, but when the family suffered a great disaster, he was ignorant again, and he went back and forth, forgetting his past.
I only remember that I was originally living in the countryside. After my parents died, I was brought back to my mother's family to raise him.
The people in the mansion of Anguogong are weak, and the old Guogong is not salty or indifferent to him, but the Guogong's wife is especially fond of him, even more than the few who are kept under his knees.
Therefore, Xiaofeng looked at him in various ways.
Fortunately, he couldn't do anything to himself, Zaoer never took it to heart.
"Master Zao'er, Master Xiaofeng, what do you think?" The restaurant manager's face turned bitter.
Zao'er wanted to take off his purse from his waist, but Xiao Feng came back to his senses and rolled his eyes at him: "It's all your fault, Sangmenxing, for causing me to lose my daughter-in-law! You should have paid for this money. If you go back and talk nonsense, I want you to look good!"
After he finished speaking, he went straight downstairs, picked up the gold collar that A Yu had thrown on the table before he left, and kicked the stool next to him.
Then, I heard the servant below say: "Young master, the people from the Taiwei's mansion ask you to come over."
Xiaofeng's impatient voice came: "Ugly people are making trouble, this young master will not go! Go and find out where my daughter-in-law belongs!"
Zaoer sighed silently in her heart.
When Ayu and the others walked out the door, Old Wang glanced at Old Madam Wang several times.
"Why, do you have something to say?" Mrs. Wang seemed to have eyes behind her back, and hummed from her nose.
Old Wang shook his head, remembering that the old wife could not see, and then said: "It's all right, let's go back first and prepare something for the children. Tomorrow morning, we have to buy new ones for them."
On the morning of the fourth day of the expedition, if the family has the conditions, they will send food there.
If the weather is cold, you need to add extra money and let the invigilator send a special charcoal fire.
Clothes are not allowed to be sent, for fear of entraining things that should not be brought.
Old Mrs. Wang responded with a "hmm" from her nose, and then took Ayu's hand to buy ingredients, planning to find a restaurant to prepare it, and then send it to the two children.
Along the way, Lao Wangtou was puzzled.
is not right, the old wife is very wrong.
She even showed off her martial arts in front of Ayu. Although Ayu didn't notice it at the time, she might be suspicious after thinking about it.
Over the years, the old wife's martial arts have not been shown a few times.
Even the children don't know that their mother has attainments in martial arts.
Twenty years younger, you can still rank on the Jianghu list.
Now it is not well covered up.
This obviously also shows that the old wife was very angry just now, and the offense between the words of that kid, according to the old wife's temperament, how could she be so lightly exposed?
What's more, his mouth is dirty, it's their Ayu!
The reason why Lao Wangtou didn't take action was to prevent the old wife from acting too much and causing a big trouble.
In the end, nothing happened.
is very wrong.
Are you thinking of making a bad move?
Thinking of Zaoer again, Lao Wangtou thought thoughtfully: "It must be because of Anguo Gongfu."
The so-called young master Zaoer has a three-point resemblance to Mrs. Wang when he was young. If he loses weight, he must have a five-point resemblance.
Xiao Fengding, who is reckless and rude, is also a member of Duke Anguo's mansion. The old wife is afraid that she does not want to be targeted by Duke Anguo's mansion, so she is so forbearing.
According to her character, it is not good to be so forbearing.
As he was thinking, Old Wang suddenly felt a pain in his ear.
was grabbed by Mrs. Wang.
He woke up in pain and rubbed hiss: "What's the matter!"
Mrs. Wang half-smiled: "It seems that I disturbed your good things, you are very dissatisfied?"
Old Wang looked up and saw that he had unknowingly walked to the door of a deserted shop. After looking up, the three tender red and tender red characters of "Tianxiang Pavilion" shocked him.
Ayu shook his head disapprovingly: "Grandpa, the master said that such places of fat and powder are all places for literati, pranksters and sisters to recite and write poems, and it is inconvenient for the elderly and young children to enter."
Old Wang's face turned red: "..."
I lost my lord.
He didn't even notice that he had gone astray.
A few people bought something and quickly went home.
On the morning of the second day, many people came to the gate of the Gongyuan, all the family members of the candidates who were looking forward to it.
Ayu is also impressively listed.
This morning, candidates can receive things from their families, but the two sides are not allowed to meet.
A-Yu quickly handed in the items, and then brought a snack box to the invigilator who helped deliver the items. He smiled and said, "Master, please pass this large snack box to the A-7 candidates. The snack box, We gave it to the official, the craftsmanship of the chef of Defeng Restaurant, you can try it."
Bringing food to the invigilator is the will of the relatives and relatives. It does not require the examiner to understand, but only to allow the candidates inside to eat.
The invigilator took the food box without saying yes or no, and without looking up, he put a note of "Jiaqi" on the big food box.
Soon someone lifted the food box aside, and used chopsticks to carefully search and check, including the inside and outside of the food box.
After checking here, we have to put it in to check.
It will not be submitted to the candidates in it until the verification is correct.
After these processes, there will usually be a lot less in the food box.
In order for the candidates not to be hungry, they often prepare a small amount for the invigilator.
A Yu took the opportunity to quickly ask: "Dare to ask the official, how long will it take for the candidates who take the exam?"
The invigilator got a good grade and happily replied: "The exam is over early, and he must wait inside before the candidates come out."
In fact, on the first day, Wang Chuangui finished his current strategy.
It just so happened that the content of Shicai was about snow disaster management and post-disaster reconstruction. Hujia Village was an excellent example. If it wasn't for the example question that he picked out of twenty alternative questions, it would be hard for him not to suspect that it was the top one. put water.
But he finished writing on the first day, and he had to sit in the kosher for the next five days.
It's hard not to suspect that someone above is deliberately rectifying him.
Listening to the long-awaited muttering of the candidates around him, Wang Chuangui murmured, "My parents should prepare a copy for me, right?"
At this moment, Lao Wangtou came from behind, bypassed Ayu, and put a large food box on it: "Examination No. 1 candidate, I'm sorry."
The invigilator lifted the food box, and the inspector behind it opened it.
嚯, three layers of hard wow head.
To check, they have to tear open the wowtou.
At the end, a box of rotten wowotou was placed in front of Wang Chuangui.
There is a gourd at the bottom, which is full of gourd water.
There is a burnt "forbearance" character on the gourd.
Wang Chuangui: "…"
He really, it's hard not to doubt his own identity.